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Alright, this is my very first fanfic, so PLEASE go easy on me!!! If you have any comments/questions/complaints/threats/etc.. please review. Thanks!

Captain Picard sat at his desk in his ready room. A cup of Earl Grey tea (hot) was sitting on a saucer in front of him. Jean Luc stared intently at his computer screen. His new favorite hobby was reading the personal logs of all the crew members. Sometimes, they proved to be rather amusing. Riker had certainly had his share of mishaps with Deanna--including one in which he served them both dinner one night, not realizing she was alergic to mushrooms--oops. But right now, Picard was reading Wesley's log. He chuckled to himself as he read:

Personal log: I accidentally bumped into the girl I like today outside the holodeck... sadly, I wasn't able to end the program fast enough and she saw the tea party I had just come from. She laughed at Mr. Winkles!!! (faint sob)

"Heh heh... Oh Wesley." Picard took a sip of his tea and closed the log just as his door beeped to let someone through.

"Come"

Will Riker entered the room. "Captain--Good news. I--"

Picard blurted out, "Just saved a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico??" And then he chuckled to himself again.

"Err... no, Captain. I just wanted to tell you that with the anomaly gone we can now continue our search of the surrounding areas." Riker looked at Jean Luc and thought, Man, he's totally lost it... I knew we should've had that tea removed from the replicator... that's why we had to get a new captain!

"Oh, well that's great Will. Engage!" said Picard, and chuckled again before returning to his logs..and his tea.

"Yes sir.." Riker replied, "Oh, but there's one more thing... some of the crew have had... complaints."

"Oh?" Picard returned his gaze to Riker, "What kind of complaints?"

"Er.. well, they all think that our uniforms are... outdated. And that they should be changed immediately. They also think that one-piece uniforms," and at this point he pulled out a small piece of paper to read off of, "'are a complete faux-pas and most of the crew abord the Enterprise should not be wearing them due to, er... physical imperfections. Oh, and they're gross.'" Riker put the paper back in his non-existant pocket--Damn these uniforms! Why didn't Starfleet listen to me when I asked for Han Solo outfits?! At least I'd get a leather jacket instead of some fruity, maroon one piece!--and looked at Picard, who was sipping (chugging) his Earl Grey tea (hot), and then thought, And maybe Deanna could wear a sexy Princess Leia metal bikini...

Picard put his tea cup down and thought for a second.

"Well, Will.. I think that's a great idea! You know, I've been feeling like a change..."

"Excuse me, sir? A-Are you serious?" Riker stammered. But on the inside he was like, YESSSS!

"Of course, Will! Let everyone know there is a meeting in that.. meeting place... in 15 minutes. No, wait, on second thought, I'll do it." Picard tapped his badge and said, "All crew that I normally hang out with, there's a meeting in 15 minutes! I expect you all know where it is cause we only do it in one place. That is all." He looked at Will, "I am so happy that my suggestion box has come in so handy!" then said, "That is all."

"Aye sir," answered Riker. He walked to the door--actually INTO it because it didn't open for him. As he rubbed his forehead he said, "Captain, we really need to fix the doors," and he pressed a button on the door panel to open it. It opened this time and Riker walked out.

Picard sat at his desk and chuckled to himself, one more time, and thought, Hah! Who needs doors opening when all I really need is my Earl Grey tea (hot)?

Then he went back to reading his logs. And sipping his tea (hot).